Half Truths

Riley stood by the mirror at the door, drinking in his appearance. From across the room Isabelle watched him turn and admire himself from every angle. He was wearing a white tube top and a baby blue layered skirt that barely reached over the curve of his new hips. His bare waist looked absolutely miniscule in comparison to his enormous boobs and staggeringly wide hips. Even his near perfect ass seemed a bit fuller now that it had more width to work with.

"I'm going to need some new clothes..." Riley muttered to himself as even the slightest shift caused his skirt to ride high enough to reveal the bottom of his panties. He ran his hands down his sides, tracing his hourglass figure which was now more pronounced than ever before. A smile crept onto his glossy painted lips. "...But it was so worth it!"

He was a walking sexpot in every way, shape, and form. Every inch of his body, every movement oozed sex appeal. It reminded Isabelle of what had happened upstairs just last night. "So princess, when were you planning to tell me about how last night went?"

Riley spun to face her, causing his skirt to flip up and fully flash his pantied ass. "Ohmygod, yes! Isa last night was absolutely magical!" He daintily tip toed over to her, the procedure having shortened his Achilles tendon to make wearing heels more comfortable. "We drank, we danced... I even rubbed my butt up against his pants to try to help him relax! I didn't work as well as I had hoped but it did give me a wonderful idea. When we got back home later... gosh, I'm blushing just thinking about it..."

Riley fanned his reddening face with a small, delicate manicured hand. "...I had the idea to use my butt to help Chase meditate! I think he really liked it too! I wasn't too sure about it myself at first, don't get me wrong though I was doing it for Chase first and foremost, but the longer I had his dick inside of me the better it started to feel!"

"Do you miss it?" Isabelle questioned him. "Having Chase inside of you?

"Oh, definitely!" Riley giggled as he reminisced.

Isabelle smiled. "Good girl. That's exactly how a girlfriend should feel!"

Riley had only just gotten a taste of having sex as a woman and he was already liking it. It was only a matter of time until she got him literally addicted to Chase's cock. He was already practically worshiping the damn thing, all it would take would be a little push.

"That reminds me..." Riley interrupted her train of thought. "...what does 'fuck' mean?"

Isabelle's ears perked up at that. It seemed like it was time for that push sooner than she had expected. For a short moment she wondered what kind of lie she could fabricate to best steer Riley towards his slutty destiny, but she quickly realized that telling him the truth might actually be the best approach this time. Well, most of the truth at least.

"You haven't heard of fucking before?" Isabelle feigned shock in her voice. "I'm surprised, fucking is something every girlfriend should know how to do."

"Seriously?! Oh Isa, you've got to tell me what it is!"

"Well that's the strange part. From what you were telling me it sounds like you fucked Chase just last night! I'm impressed that you managed to figure it out by accident but if you don't actually know what fucking is then I worry you might've done it wrong..." Isabelle furrowed her brow, pretending to be deep in thought. "Tell me, princess. Who did you hear that word from?"

"I heard it from Chase while we were in bed. He said he wanted to fuck me so hard I wouldn't see straight." Riley spoke with so much innocence in his eyes that the subject matter almost made Isabelle laugh.

She kept her composure. "I see... Allow me to explain. To 'fuck' is when a boyfriend and girlfriend meditate together using each others bodies. In other words, Chase has been recognizing how much you've been helping him meditate to expel all his stress and worries that he wants to do the same for you."

Riley raised a thin fingered hand over his full lips. "You really think he'd be so kind?"

"Of course he would, girl! He said it himself! But you have to show your appreciation!" Isabelle continued to lead Riley on with her half truths. "If Chase really does want to fuck you then you should stop meditating as much by yourself. In fact you should only do it in front of a camera for your fans. It would be disrespectful to Chase if you kept meditating by yourself when he has made it clear that he wants to help you."

Riley nodded silently as she spoke, taking in every word. She continued. "You also need to communicate how much you appreciate getting fucked. Compliment his size, tell him how attractive he is, and how good he makes you feel. These are all incredibly important to keep in mind for meditating together. Most important of all is that you have to meditate as well. If you cannot finish using Chase's body then that would be an insult to him. Whether that be from his penis in your ass or his hands on your girls doesn't matter, so long as its with him. You could even bring along your egg and use that while you take him into your mouth. What matters is that when you meditate you do so with Chase, do you understand?"

"Yes, completely! If I ever feel the need to meditate I should fuck Chase instead!" Riley nodded so aggressively that it made his boobs jiggle.

"Good girl!" Isabelle praised him. "I knew you'd understand. Now, I think it's time we deal with your other problem. You were right when you said you needed new clothes earlier. None of your old shoes will fit and barely any of you bottoms will either. Do you know what that means?"

Riley smiled and bounced on the balls of his feet like a giddy school girl. "Shopping spree!!!"

"That's right!" Isabelle beamed at the man she had molded into her feminine masterpiece. "You've earned it."